I’m Really Not A Master Cultivator

"It's not good, it's not good! The people of Sacred Land of the heavens have attacked again!"

A demon cultivator ran up anxiously, with a flustered expression and fear in his expression.

At this moment, two figures stood under Mo Fan.

These two are his left and right guardians!

Unexpectedly, he also has right and left protection!

Awesome!

Zuo Hufa frowned, took a step, and said, "Punny wool! I didn't see it. Is the majestic and arrogant Demon Flood Master here?"

"So panic, what kind of style is it?"

The right protector also took a step, snorted coldly, said.

"..."

Mo Fan looked at the two protectors silently.

Are you so awesome?

I do not know how?

At the same time, he thinks that the cultivators of the Demon Cult are also quite interesting, and they all flatter him.

now.

Ahead.

A flame hovered in the air like a fire snake, exuding a hot breath, making this space tremble constantly!

"From today on, there will be no more magic sects!"

In the void.

A vicissitudes of old man stood proudly, with red hair and extremely domineering.

His sharp gaze swept around, and then, his gaze fell on Mo Fan!

"Um?"

"A mortal?"

He looked at Mo Fan suspiciously, just stunned!

Is this really a mortal?

If so, why can this mortal sit on the biggest throne of the Demon Cult?

"A master of the magic sect?"

What came to mind.

Chen An's eyes flickered, and said: "Just, why don't you have any immortal power fluctuations in your body?"

"..." Mo Fan glanced at Chen An, quite speechless, he was a mortal, you can feel the fluctuations of the immortal power on my body, that's weird!

"Hahaha! This is our Lord Demon Flood!"

Zuo Hufa laughed: "Now, my Lord Demon Flood has successfully transformed into a human form! No longer a beast! Cultivation Base Natural Ascension is several times! You can't feel the immortal power fluctuations in Lord Demon Flood, this is not very much. Is it normal?"

"You said he was Lord Demon Flood?"

Hearing this, Chen An looked at Mo Fan ahead with a strange look on his face.

at this time.

Mo Fan took a step slowly and walked in the void.

"Um?"

Seeing this scene, a red-haired old man suddenly shrank his pupils, looked at Mo Fan in disbelief, and observed carefully before he said: "I thought I was wrong! It was indeed a mortal!"

He could see that the reason why Mo Fan was able to walk in the air was because of the use of Magic Treasures!

After all, the latter has no Spirit Power!

However, he has never seen a mortal who can use Magic Treasures!

"Take it! Master Devil Jiao is finally going to take it!"

"Mighty! Lord Demon Flood! Mighty! Surely he can dominate the world! Only the three Elders of Sacred Land in the heavens, Lord Demon Flood can easily handle him with a finger!"

"Yes, yes! Lord Demon Jiao is an invincible existence!"

Around, the magic cultivator shouted excitedly, looking proud of Mo Fan.

"..."

Mo Fan's eyes twitched when he heard this.

I believe it!

It turns out I'm so awesome!

Unfortunately, I am just a mortal.

Chen An frowned and looked at the young man who was coming step by step not far away.

He thought to himself, is this guy a mortal or a master cultivator?

When he thought about it, in front, Mo Fan showed a smile on his face, arched his cupped hands at him, and said, "My own person, my own person!"

"..."

As soon as these words came out, below, the demonic cultivator looked dumbfounded!

Own person?

what's the situation?

"I see! It must be the voice of Lord Devil Jiao! Cover your ears and steal the bell!" A demon cultivator yelled, for fear that others might not know!

The corners of the eyes of a cultivator next to him twitch!

How is it used to hide the ears and steal the bell?

Talent!

"In the next mortal, Mo Fan!"

Mo Fan looked at Chen An, said hello first, and said, from the mouths of these magic cultivators, he knew that he had come to the Holy Realm!

Why!

How should I go back?

It would be great if Erha was around!

After all, Erha is also a fairy dog. Moreover, Erha can become bigger and act as a deterrent. No matter how bad it is, Erha can still be broken!

It's better now, only oneself is left.

How do you fight these cultivators?

I hope this old cultivator can talk easily!

Mo Fan thought to himself.

A mortal?

The red-haired old man Chen An was stunned. Then, he frowned and asked curiously: "Then why do these magic cultivators call you Lord Demon Jiao!"

"It's probably silly!"

Mo Fan said.

"So will chat!"

The red-haired old man suddenly spoke.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his head, looked forward, and said, "Come out the devil! I know you are there!"

The voice fell.

Ahead, the space buzzed.

Immediately afterwards.

A black-robed man walked out of the space slowly.

Mo Fan was stunned when he saw this scene, with a look of envy on his face.

This cultivator can actually blend in with space. This strength is terrifying!

"It's the ancestor of the devil!"

"The demon ancestor did not die! Great! My demon sect is immortal!"

"Long live the devil ancestor!"

"The demon ancestor is mighty! mighty!"

Below, these demonic disciples shouted excitedly.

Mo Fan found that some of the magic cultivators made their faces flushed.

"..."

He suddenly felt that these demon cult disciples were amazing!

"Quack, quack!"

Immediately, these demon cult disciples laughed loudly, their smiles extremely harsh.

"Can you be a little more nonsense?"

Mo Fan looked at these Demon Cult disciples, his eyes twitched, and he became extremely speechless.

"The Demon Head Ancestor, the Demon Jiao has betrayed us!"

"It's the Devil Jiao who betrayed us!"

At this moment, Zuo Hufa stepped forward and stood respectfully behind the black-robed man, said.

"Hey!"

"A stupid person is invincible!"

Mo Fan shook his head and said, looking at the left guard as if looking at a mentally retarded person.

Until now, the other party still thinks he is a demon-shaped person?

"Your Lord Demon Flood Dragon is dead long ago!"

"He is not a devil, he is a mortal!"

The demon ancestor's eyes twitched and looked at Zuo Hufa.

"What? He is a mortal?" When the guardian and other disciples of the demon cult heard this, they all looked at Mo Fan inconceivably in the sky.

"Yeah! Hello, brothers! I'm a mortal, Mo Fan!"

Mo Fan smiled slightly, looked at these Demon Cult disciples, and said.

"..."

The eyes of the disciples twitched.

What were we doing just now?

Are we idiots?

Are we mentally retarded?

At this moment, the demons cultivator felt that Own’s face was hot, invisibly, it seemed that he had been slapped countless times, and it was painful!

"shame!"

Zuo Hufa's face was also very red, he looked at Mo Fan stubbornly, and shouted: "Little mortal, why do you pretend to be the master of my demon sect!"

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